[ Needing a moment to collect himself, Chris sinks his weight against Loki and just breathes, accepting the kiss that's pressed to his lips when Loki lifts his chin a little.
It hadn't been so long that he'd forgotten how it felt to have Loki open himself up like this, and yet he almost had forgotten, unprepared and overwhelmed by the hot clutch of his body and the way his muscles could ripple around the intrusion of Chris's cock in a way that had to be calculated to make him grunt and drop his head even farther to nestle in the crook of that long, pale neck. ]
Ah, hell. Loki.
[ He kisses the join of his neck and shoulder, breathing in the scent of his skin, wanting to just stay here forever and forget about anything outside of this little bubble of shared breath and touching skin. ]
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It hadn't been so long that he'd forgotten how it felt to have Loki open himself up like this, and yet he almost had forgotten, unprepared and overwhelmed by the hot clutch of his body and the way his muscles could ripple around the intrusion of Chris's cock in a way that had to be calculated to make him grunt and drop his head even farther to nestle in the crook of that long, pale neck. ]
Ah, hell. Loki.
[ He kisses the join of his neck and shoulder, breathing in the scent of his skin, wanting to just stay here forever and forget about anything outside of this little bubble of shared breath and touching skin. ]